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The Huairou base features a large complex of buildings resembling those from the Ming and Qing dynasties and the Republic of China era, representing old Beijing.

It was built to facilitate filming locations for the movie "The Founding of a Republic".

The film needs to be released by National Day next year, so the production team is in a tight schedule.

The actors and stars involved in the production had to keep their schedules close to the filming schedule of the production team.

When Tian Xiaole arrived at the film set, it was a scene of bustling activity, with staff finalizing the set layout.

"Director Tian, ​​your dressing room is over there. I'll lead you there."

The staff in charge of the venue came up to us and said in a fawning tone.

"Yeah, thanks."

Tian Xiaole nodded. As his status rose, people working in the film and television industry became increasingly cautious around him.

I really want to say that he's not like Director Chen, who likes to put on airs, making him seem out of place and superior to others.

"Director Tian."

"Hello, Director Tian."

"........."

When the actors saw Tian Xiaole, they all stopped what they were doing and bowed to greet him.

I hope to make a good impression.

If you get noticed, it's a chance to break through.

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"What's all the noise outside? It's so chaotic!"

Feng Xiaogang, who was putting on makeup in the dressing room, heard the commotion outside and frowned, saying with dissatisfaction.

As a director, I've never gotten up this early to do my makeup before, and I'm a bit grumpy when I first wake up.

The assistant who was waiting nearby immediately went out to find out what was going on.

He walked in a moment later and whispered in Feng Xiaogang's ear, "Director Feng, it's Director Tian. The cast and crew all ran over to greet him."

"He's only arriving now. He's really putting on airs, making so many of us wait for him."

Feng Xiaogang made a disgruntled remark, but the others in the dressing room pretended not to hear it.

The affairs of these two renowned directors are not for them to interfere with.

In the dressing room, Tian Xiaole was looking at the shooting schedule. He was in charge of filming the scenes of Chiang Ching-kuo fighting tigers in Shanghai.

"Director Tian, ​​the actors are ready."

A stagehand knocked on the door and came in to say something.

"Oh, I see."

Tian Xiaole got up and walked towards the film set, with her assistant following closely behind, carrying a thermos.

"Director Tian, ​​how do I look in this outfit? Do I have the air of Du Yuesheng?"

Upon seeing Tian Xiaole walk onto the set, Feng Xiaogang grinned, revealing his large yellow teeth, and took the initiative to show off his character's outfit.

His assistant was somewhat incredulous. He'd been so assertive in the dressing room just now; was he just putting on an act for us?!

I have to say something.

Director Feng is truly a remarkable person, able to be both flexible and adaptable.

No wonder he rose from a junior graphic designer to become a renowned director.

Feng Xiaogang's makeup and styling were indeed a pleasant surprise for Tian Xiaole.

He had a neat buzz cut, wore black sunglasses, and a black silk long-sleeved shirt.

He wore a light-colored stand-up collar long gown underneath his clothes, black cloth shoes, and carried a walking stick in his hand.

When Tian Xiaole saw the script, this was the image of Du Yuesheng that came to mind.

"Excellent, this outfit really brings the character to life."

"Hello Director Tian, ​​I am actor Chen Kun, playing Chiang Ching-kuo."

Chen Kun was wearing a black Zhongshan suit, buttoned up to his neck, with his hair combed back, giving him a mature and composed look.

"Hmm, hello." Tian Xiaole nodded and looked at the heads of various departments who were waiting for the order: "Go and get ready, we're about to start filming."

Upon receiving the order, all departments of the production crew conducted a final check: lighting, tracks, cinematography, props...

The staff were very excited to be able to collaborate with the top domestic director; they might even be able to steal some of his expertise.

"action!"

As the script supervisor claps the clapperboard, filming begins for the first shot.

"This time, Ching-kuo is only here to crack down on tigers, not flies."

Chen Kun sat on a black sofa, leaning slightly forward, and spoke forcefully to the reporter during the interview.

"Tigers are easy to fight, but I'm afraid Mr. Jiang can't move an iceberg."

Feng Xiaogang, leaning on his walking stick, spoke slowly and deliberately with a contemptuous and provocative tone.

In the shot, Chen Kun slowly stood up, casually putting his hands in his pockets.

It unrestrainedly displayed the aura of a Kuomintang princeling.

"Who is this gentleman?"

Feng Xiaogang took off his sunglasses and slowly said, "Hengshe, Du Yuesheng!"

In the back-and-forth exchange between the two sides, there was a battle of wits, encompassing everything from body language to emotional expression and psychological maneuvering.

Chen Kun, a professionally trained actor, was completely outmatched.

They were completely overwhelmed by Feng Xiaogang's aura.

"Click."

Hearing the "cut" signal, Feng Xiaogang frowned slightly; he wasn't done yet.

But he soon realized that he was no longer in charge.

The other actors subconsciously looked towards Tian Xiaole.

"Chen Kun, right? In the performance just now, his character presence and acting skills were completely inferior."

After the Kong family's true colors were exposed, don't show any guilty conscience. You are, after all, the crown prince of the Kuomintang.
Are you afraid of a gangster like him?!

When Tian Xiaole said his last sentence, he pointed at Feng Xiaogang, who looked slightly dissatisfied but didn't say anything.

It's fine as long as it's not directed at your acting skills; otherwise, being lectured at your age and not daring to argue back would be truly embarrassing.

Then Tian Xiaole continued, "And Director Feng, regarding your problem, your tone was forceful enough, but your body language was lacking."
For example, when saying, "Yangzi Company is the real tiger," he would slam his cane on the ground three times.

Feng Xiaogang opened his mouth, but ultimately said nothing, only nodding to indicate that he understood.

With his awards and box office performance completely overshadowed, if he were to raise any objections out of tact and get scolded by Tian Xiaole, where would he put his face?

The actors waiting to film on set thought they were in for a good show.

Who is Feng Xiaogang?
That's a famously powerful little cannon!

I didn't expect to back down so easily.

He was directed by a junior colleague when he started filming.

But since this person is Tian Xiaole, then it's fine.

With awards and box office success that are unparalleled in China, he is qualified to direct anyone.

Filming continued, and Chen Kun's acting suddenly exploded. His eyes were resolute, and his tone was firm, as if he had become a different person.

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"Xiao Le, give Uncle Gu some face and help me delete the trending topics on LeYu's Weibo."

During her break, Tian Xiaole received a call from Gu Changwei, who immediately started saying this nonsensical thing.

Ever since Zhang Chaoyang revealed at the Bazaar Gala that he was the boss of Leyu.com, everyone in the industry knows about it.

"What exactly happened?" Tian Xiaole asked curiously.

“The paparazzi are too arrogant now. I just chat with my friends and they make up rumors about me. Now your sister Wenli is going to make a scene again.”

Gu Changwei sounded quite innocent, but Tian Xiaole didn't believe a word he said.

He was photographed by paparazzi Zhuo Wei spending an hour in a car with a woman, during which time the car curtains were completely drawn. When the woman got out of the car, her face was captured on camera; it was Zhang Jingchu, with whom he had a previous complicated relationship.

Knowing that reporters were taking pictures secretly, they didn't even think about hiding from the camera.

Tian Xiaole guessed that the paparazzi were able to photograph the route because Zhang Jingchu had revealed it.

Jiang Wenli had previously conspired with the wives of directors to target her, so she decided to take a desperate gamble and try to poach Gu Changwei.

Tian Xiaole called Huang Jixin and asked him to suppress the news's popularity.

As for deleting the paparazzi's blog posts, that's obviously impossible.

They still need paparazzi leaks to attract more gossip-loving users.

On the other hand, Jiang Wenli was furious when she saw the news; this man couldn't control his lust.

Since you all enjoy playing, then let's each do our own thing.

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When filming the afternoon scenes, Han Sanping arrived at the set and saw each department performing its duties, realizing that her previous worries were completely unnecessary.

I thought Feng Xiaogang, with his arrogant attitude, would clash with Tian Xiaole, but he turned out to be incredibly docile.

On set, Tian Xiaole was pointing at Chen Kun and cursing him with spittle flying, while the latter lowered his head like a quail, like a child who had made a mistake.

Feng Xiaogang, who was watching the show, didn't let it go either, and launched another attack, though his tone and attitude were only slightly better.

"I don't want to have this attitude when we shoot tomorrow, because my understanding of the character isn't comprehensive enough."

Tian Xiaole picked up the little bee: "That's enough filming for today, let's call it a day."

The various departments of the production crew worked like machines, organizing their assigned tasks and packaging the footage, locking it away in a special safe.

"Xiao Le, it's still early, why don't you take more pictures?"

Han Sanping asked, puzzled.

The group that Tian Xiaole was in charge of was already behind schedule, and not only did they not rush to meet the deadline, they also finished work early.

"The actors' performances did not meet my requirements, so let's wrap up early and let them go back and think more about their roles."

Tian Xiaole took the teacup handed to her by her assistant, took a sip to moisten her throat, as the injection she had just received was too strong and her throat was a little dry and hoarse.

I can picture Feng Xiaogang's contorted face, his expression one of wanting to refute but not daring to.

Tian Xiaole found it funny.

Even a powerful gun can misfire sometimes.

Han Sanping nodded and didn't say anything more: "Shall we go and check out the other filming crews?"

"Since I have nothing else to do, I might as well go and take a look."

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Just two streets away, there was a replica of the main street of the capital.

The scenes directed by Director Chen are set in the capital city during the early period after the founding of the People's Republic of China.

The scene was grand, and a large number of actors needed to be coordinated.

The film crew was in a chaotic mess, with too many and too varied people. The actors waiting to start filming didn't know whose instructions to follow.

The scene being filmed on set is Zhang Ziyi, Miao Pu, and others discussing the design of the national flag.

The only good thing about this big production is that it mostly uses actors with solid acting skills.

The director can tell you how to act out the shot he wants with just a few simple words.

Tian Xiaole wanted to ask Han Sanping why Zhang Ziyi was still being cast, but when she saw Tang Wei, she changed her mind.

As long as the actor is famous, negative information can be put aside for now.

As soon as Director Chen yelled "Cut!", the actors immediately relaxed.

"Old Han, Xiao Le, what brings you two here together?"

Director Chen remained seated firmly in his chair, pulling up the footage he had just shot:

"Look at my shot, the composition, the colors, the positioning—it's all carefully designed."

"The texture is indeed quite good."

Han Sanping gave him a very flattering comment.

"Amazing, the visuals are so pleasing to the eye," Tian Xiaole chimed in with a smile.

Director Chen was overjoyed to receive their approval; the wrinkles on his face from smiling were so deep they could trap a mosquito.

"Isn't Xiao Le filming too? How come you have time to come over?" Director Chen asked curiously.

"The actors' performances didn't meet my standards, so I sent them back to study their roles more thoroughly."

Tian Xiaole explained casually.

These words pleased Director Chen, who, in a self-important manner, said, "It's not enough for actors to just study on their own; they also need guidance from the director. I have some experience in training actors."

After Director Chen finished speaking, he gave me a look that said, "You should ask me now."

As long as Tian Xiaole asked, he would answer everything he knew without reservation and share all his knowledge.

Whether I acknowledge it or not, I'll establish a teacher-student relationship first.

Tian Xiaole guessed Director Chen's little scheme and deliberately changed the subject.

Let him bottle it up; let him suffer to death.

"Senior Sister Miao Pu's acting is great. That simple and genuine feeling makes you feel like you've stepped back into that era."

Seeing Miao Pu and Zhang Ziyi walking over, Tian Xiaole praised the former.

"No, it's all thanks to Director Chen's excellent filming."

Miao Pu's modest praise made Director Chen's lips curl into a wide smile, and he glanced over.

It's as if it's saying: Why don't you ask me why you're training the actors like this?
Zhang Ziyi thought she was no less capable than Miao Pu and was waiting to be praised, but Tian Xiaole ignored her and looked at the people walking behind her.

Even a simple Lenin suit couldn't hide her graceful figure.

Especially her swaying waist and her round, pert buttocks, which made many men sit on her and become their victims.

An old Bentley is still a Bentley.

"Hey, isn't this our Director Tian? Do you remember your Sister Qing? I used to hold you when you were little."

Xu Qing chuckled and teased Tian Xiaole.

When she was dating Wang Zhiwen, the latter was also very close to Lao Tian, ​​and they gradually became acquainted.

After their breakup, their relationship faded away.

"Of course I remember Sister Qing, but when did you hug me? I've forgotten."

Tian Xiaole doesn't remember this happening, because he was already a teenager at that time.

"Haha, it's not too late to hug him now."

Despite having so many people on set, Xu Qing pulled Tian Xiaole into her arms.

As one of the earliest "princess" figures in Beijing's elite circles, her outgoing and carefree personality is something that those around her are already used to.

Poor Tian Xiaole, everything went black before her eyes, and then she felt something soft.

Because Xu Qing was wearing a Lenin suit, and she wasn't wearing modern underwear underneath, she was probably wearing something like a bellyband or other close-fitting clothing.

The actors waiting around watched the two bickering with incredulous expressions.

This industry has a clear hierarchy. Even a big director like Tian Xiaole has Han Sanping and Director Chen standing next to him, so no actor dares to mess around.

Once Tian Xiaole regained her sight, she kindly reminded her, "Sister Qing, so many people are watching."

"It's okay, I don't mind." Xu Qing waved her hand casually: "What, do you mind?"

"I certainly don't care. What's the harm in doing it again?"

Tian Xiaole spread his hands and said with a smile.

In a corner where no one was watching, Director Chen was seething with hatred.

He glared at these people who had come to interrupt his good time, already thinking about having to do a few more takes during filming.

They need to experience what it's like to be tortured.

(End of this chapter)